realpolitik | Leon Magnus | Stahn Aileron

Kyle looks up to you, though. He listens to you almost like he listens to me.

[stahn grins.]

We're best friends, it's different! [...even if stahn still admires him in a lot of ways. it's different than idolization or feeling like judas is some kind of mentor; stahn knows he's the older one here, after all.]

[If it was any other time, a hum of acknowledgement is probably all stahn would've gotten. But even as Stahn shimmies up to lie more properly on top of Leon, their bodies coming together in a way that's purely innocent and warm, especially in contrast to just a few moments before, it does nothing but make Leon feel even more satisfied and content. His hands continue their idle movements, running through Stahn's hair contentedly, his other hand resting innocently and lightly on Stahn's lower back as he just...relaxes against the bed beneath Stahn.

This is fine. This is satisfaction on a completely different level from the night before. This is the satisfaction of knowing that he was able to please Stahn earlier, and in response Stahn took things to the next level to bring him that much pleasure. This is the satisfaction of knowing, from the stickiness between them still, that Stahn was able to get pleasure from their morning activities twice.

And, of course, it's the satisfaction of having gone over the edge with Stahn's mouth on him, because Leon is pretty sure he won't be able to forget that feeling any time soon.

And so, instead of a noncommittal hum, Leon sighs out quietly, eyes sliding shut even as he lets his head fall back onto the bed, for once not concerned with his disheveled appearance.]

Yes. It was...more than okay.

[He's almost painfully honest in this moment, but overwhelmed as he is by the warmth and afterglow, by how content he feels and the feeling of stahn resting on top of him equally contently.....he feels like he owes Stahn honesty, especially how he chose to bring them here.

If Stahn is willing to do things like that to make Leon feel good, then Leon can at least answer his question as honestly as he can, even if quietly, and still a little hazily.]

[the answer he gets is more than he expects from leon, and that in itself makes the situation somehow warmer and more rewarding.

his words are hazy and warm, but they're honest. what's more honest, though, it leon's body. everything about what they did was so honest. it's something being burned so completely into stahn's memory, committing it there because not much else could seem as important than the way leon let go of all his inhibitions because of the things stahn was doing to him. and further, that honesty lingers in the form of his warmth now.

fingers stroking his hair, the sensation of leon's hand on his back; even though they're a sticky, sweaty mess, they can still lay together so intimately this way and stahn knows it's because leon is actually happy and satisfied with things. for stahn, it's the most he could ever really ask for—everything is so warm right now. he lets out a quiet, pleased hum before his head dips back down, turning to lightly press his lips to leon's chest.

it's a stark contrast from earlier, of course. this kiss is soft and chaste and signifies that he's happy and satisfied, rather than seeking something out of a desire.]

Good. If you felt good... if you feel good, then I'm happy. [stahn can be painfully honest about things too, of course.

he may be the one who is prone to that naturally, but it's still not always the easiest to say in such blunt terms out loud. but in the end, all stahn had wanted was for leon to feel good and pleasured, so if he succeeded, how could he be anything but happy?

stahn hadn't been sure if his idea would work, and it did. and that's why he'll admit—more sheepishly, and burying his face into his chest:] I'd do it again, if you wanted me to.

[Stahn is truly so warm.

Physically, his warmth keeps Leon warm as drying sweat meets cooler air and he realizes he's not as hot as he was--but he's also warning in another way, from that kiss to those sheepish but determined words.

Leon settles with a pleased sigh, eyes sliding shut as he does. Honestly? It's incredibly giving. Stahn saying such things so sincerely but so caringly...saying that he would do something like that again for Leon...

It's overwhelming in a different way, in a more fragile, emotional way, and Leon's quiet for a long moment before he dips his head to press his lips to the top of Stahn's head, which he can do now that he's closer.

So his words, when he responds, are muffled...but even so, still audible.]

If you intend to do something like that for me again... Regardless, I intend for this relationship to be one of even exchange, and I will see to it that it is.

[So if Stahn is willing to do that for him...Leon is willing to do it for Stahn too, even if he still isn't quite sure how--Stahn wasn't sure either, but he made it work.

Leon just wants Stahn to know that it won't be all take and no give there.]

Mm... if you're comfortable with that.

[he mumbles it quietly into leon's chest, shifting slightly in order to nuzzle a little closer. any distance seems like it would be too much distance for him right now, and stahn is content to press him body as closely as he can to leon.

stahn knows all too well that this isn't the sort of thing either of them could have anticipated; his actions had been born from curiosity rather than intent. he wanted to learn leon's body and what made him happy, and he wanted to see if doing those sorts of things was... something they could do. he's learned now, and he's more than willing to do that again from start to finish for leon's sake—he enjoyed it to the end, even with the new, unfamiliar taste that still lingers on his tongue.

but he doesn't have these expectations of leon. he doesn't expect leon to be willing to do the same for him, especially when this is... only the second time they've really done anything intimate at all. he wants to make that much clear; he won't say no if it's something leon wants to do—admittedly, it sends a shiver down his spine to think of the positions being reversed with leon in such a lewd position—but it's not something he would force or expect.]

I don't... I don't expect anything like that. I wanted to do that, I... wanted to see if you would like it. [he's still murmuring the words into leon's chest; it's strangely embarrassing to try and directly address it aloud even after leon saw him in that state (and vice versa).] So... I just want you to do what you're okay with. I'm happy enough like that.

[and it's true. because even if the image floats in his mind of leon's mouth on him like that, he would never force that situation. he would never want to do anything that makes him uncomfortable or unhappy, and that's why even now, he still treads somewhat cautiously with helping leon adjust and dealing with his boundaries.

he's happy though, even just the suggestion makes him happy.]

[It isn't as though he can't feel the shiver with Stahn pressed as closely as he is. Leon muses on it for a long moment, considering.

It's true that he's never really thought about it. He could try it, but he doesn't know if he'll succeed. But even so...these previous two sessions of intimacy have made it clear for Leon if nothing else--it's fine.

It's fine that he can do whatever he thinks will bring Stahn pleasure and enjoyment. It's fine that he can explore Stahn's body as he pleases and bring him that sort of bliss at the same time.

And there's a lot of Stahn's body Leon still intends to explore.

Admittedly, he does balk a little at the thought of using his mouth, because he's a finicky, delicate sort of person, but when he thinks about how it's Stahn....how he does love Stahn, and stahn knows how he tastes now but not the other way around--

He thinks that he'll have to do it.

And he wants to render Stahn into a shuddering mess too; he's aware that he himself was a mess for awhile there, and he'd like the revenge he needs for that.]

I understand. But even so, what I said stands as well. I am willing.

So--

[he lifts his head then and meets Stahn's face to continue but...then as he meets Stahn's face, lucid and aware and coming back to himself finally, the image of stahn with his face a mess, but licking his lips--it comes into his mind unbidden, and then Leon goes fully red, burying his face immediately into Stahn's hair.

That really happened.

That.........really happened. Holy shit.]

[it's not like stahn has much time to consider anything else—though he can feel his own cheeks flushing red when leon says he's willing.

how could he not react to that? it's an image that he'd like to see; leon in control, working with his lips, his tongue and his whole mouth in a similar way is just... well, equal parts embarrassing and exciting, though he does manage to retain his composure for the most part. that'll change when it actually happens and the image becomes burned in his memory—

but leon stops mid-sentence, and suddenly he can feel leon burying himself into his hair, and stahn is a bit surprised. naturally, he has no idea what leon is thinking; the idea that he's picturing stahn as he was just a few minutes earlier doesn't occur to him at all. he assumes it's because of what they're talking about, that maybe leon is having second thoughts to committing himself to acting out in such a lewd and intimate way.]

...It's okay. [he assures; his assumption is totally off the mark, but what else is he supposed to think?] I don't want you to push yourself.

[Ugh.

Ugh. Of course Stahn gets the wrong idea there. But Leon really can't let it stand; he scoffs, shaking his head shortly, and snaps back--]

It is not that. It is just--

[He tries for words and...fails, burying his face more firmly into Stahn's hair, trying so hard to come up with what to say that will explain it without embarrassing the both of them too badly.

But in the end, embarrassment is what it'll be.]

... The way you looked, after that. The way you-- [How you licked your lips. How satisfied you looked.

Leon really can't bring up any more words; he just groans under his breath, and it's a mostly frustrated sound but there's still a hint there of just how intensely pleasurable it was to see even so in the noise, because...well, it was. It was obscene and it was attractive, and Leon doesn't even know how to begin parsing those feelings.]

[... It is... and he knows it's true. To Kyle, he's always been a source of guidance.

To Stahn?

That'd be silly.]

Hmph. Even so, you would do well to learn to listen as well as he does. [Whatever, grandpa.]

The way... I looked?

[there's a short pause where stahn is a bit surprised and puzzled by it. of course, he needs a second to do the math on what he meant.

or at least, mostly what he meant.]

A...ah...

[he chuckles a bit sheepishly. he's not really thinking about the way he looked after leon came; that was just the end result and something he bore and dealt with. but when he thinks about how he wants to see leon in a similar position...

well, he can understand that much at least. maybe. he doesn't want to assume, maybe he didn't look so good at all.] Was it too much...?

Did you forget which one of us is a parent here?

[yeah, like that somehow makes him immune to having to listen to things? whatever, his logic is flawless.]

[Leon just makes another muffled, aggravated noise.

But.

Then he shakes his head.

No.

No it wasn't too much.

But he doesn't really know how to put that into words for Stahn, so hopefully he can just feel the shaking of Leon's head, because he's mortified to admit that...well.

He liked it.]

[Just because you managed to stick your dick in it doesn't mean you're suddenly immune, Stahn.]

Hardly.

But you are not my parent, and could still stand to occasionally listen more than you do.

[is he... shaking his head?

it seems like it, but it's kind of hard for stahn to tell in this position. but he'll take the guess and try to speak where leon can't. isn't that what he should be able to do?]

Then... is it...

[okay.

maybe that's harder for stahn to say out loud than he thought.

why does it feel so much more provocative like this? what's done is done already, but still.]

Did...

[his voice sounds surprisingly small; he's definitely embarrassed here too.]

Did you like it?

I listen when it matters.

[when it matters is the operative word, or else stahn just does what he wants.]

[They're both embarrassed here, and if Stahn thinks he's going to get a sincere response to that, Stahn needs to rethink things here.

Leon's being a lot more open and honest than usual, yes, but he's too embarrassed by this by far; he makes a small noise, more an "ugh" than anything at the fact that Stahn even asked, and then...he doesn't say anything, barely breathing.

But.

The fact that he isn't outright and clearly proclaiming that he didn't like it?

It's pretty obvious even so, coming from Leon.]

[Hmph!!!]

You have always been surprisingly independent despite your sermons on friendship.

[...]

And hard-headed.

[okay, he should have expected that.

it is pretty telling, but all that does is embarrass stahn more, honestly. he doesn't know what he looked like in that position, but it couldn't have been bad if leon liked it, right?

right?

he doesn't know. all stahn knows is he can't resist the urge to bury his face into leon's chest; leon can probably feel the heat from how much he's blushing right now.]

I hope you liked it. [he mumbles, quieter than before. ugh.

ughhh.

he's embarrassed, and he's pretty sure this is the most embarrassed he's ever been in front of leon ever.] Because... I did.

[yeah, he's sure spitting out that last one really fast and rushed, too, as if that's the only way he can admit how much he enjoyed leon's taste and being able to make him moan that way.]

I don't think you only have to be one way or the other, you know.

[it's not mutually exclusive!] Some things are better on your own, but... most things, it's better to have your friends with you.

...Like right now!

[It's embarrassing for the both of them, that's for sure--Leon can feel Stahn bury his warm face into his chest and for a long moment, he's quiet. He's reeling a little from the realization that he really did like seeing Stahn that way...and the realization as well that Stahn liked it too.

Stahn... liked it?

Stahn liked... what he did? And how that felt? It's hard to imagine for someone as picky and troublesome as Leon, and in a way that embarrasses him too, but...

If Stahn liked it too, then... that's fine.

It's definitely fine. And he draws in a slow breath, letting it out slowly and only a little shakily.]

Then... it is fine. We...are in agreement here, so there is no need to be concerned with it.

[Jfc Stahn you never change.]

You are being unnecessarily sentimental again.

Ri... right.

[stahn breathes out the word quietly. there's nothing to be concerned about. they're old enough to make these choices, and if they're both happy about this, then it's okay.

somehow, embarrassed as he is, he feels a bit settled in hearing leon say that. which... well, it really only makes him nuzzle in closer.]

I never.. really thought about these things before.

[he'll admit sheepishly; really, he only admits it because it's leon and because he thinks that maybe it'll clear up any notion that stahn has any idea what he's doing here.

this is all so new to him and while he's known for a while that he's attracted to leon and wanted to eventually be intimate with him, he never thought about what that entailed. and he certainly never thought about using his mouth that way, or that he would taste everything leon had to offer.

it's new. it's so new and he doesn't really know much about what to think of it either.

(aside from that he likes it and would do it again. and again. and again.)]

It's not sentimental... it's just the truth.

[don't be so dramatic about it.]

[Honestly? The longer they remain here, as the happy afterglow fades away, the more aware Leon is that they're sticky and gross.

But he's trying really hard not to ruin the moment, after what happened the last time he did, so instead he remains and suffers.

Stahn's words are a pretty good distraction, though. He knew that Stahn had never thought about it, of course, because he's Stahn--that's a given. Stahn had never done things like this before with anyone else. Stahn would only do this sort of thing with someone special. He's a sap like that.

In contrast... Leon hasn't done this before either, but it was solely a matter of trust. Now that he's fully and completely given Stahn his trust? It really doesn't matter what he wants to do.

Leon trusts him, so Leon will do it.

So in response to that, he just quietly clears his throat.]

... Yes, well. I was somewhat aware of many of these situations, but... [Look, being around soldiers all his life has done wonders for the things he's aware of, sexually.]

I have no interest in any of this aside from with you. Whatever it is we decide to do...

[He just breathes out then, calmly, settled and certain now.]

I will be satisfied with that.

It is sentimental, as you always are.

[SO THERE.]

...When was the last time you traveled this way?

Leon Magnus | Stahn Aileron | 071

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